My Husband Missed the Birth of Our First Child, After Discharge, I Returned to an Empty House and a Creepy Note in the Crib
I always believed that the happiest day of my life would be the day I gave birth to our daughter. Michael and I had dreamed of that moment for months—he had promised he’d be right there with me, holding my hand, whispering encouragement as we welcomed our first child. We planned every detail together, down…